Come Clean

by Death By Stereo   Aug 22, 2007


We've come clean.
We've cashed in all our demons
for this wretched nausea feeling
welled deep within our stomachs
and backs of our throats

Now we're in the same boat
sitting opposite sides, unable to look
the cork's been undone: sinking
can we right the ship?

because we've come clean for:
faith;
trust;
honesty.

My demon took the cake.
Your demons at it.

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